Giving Themselves Up

There were not many rooms here. Apart from the lights in the central room and the kitchen, which was a little bright, the other rooms were lit only when he brought them to change.

Shen Yijia tilted her head. When did her beautiful husband instruct South Wind to investigate this? She had clearly been alone with her beautiful husband.

The only communication between the two of them was their gazes.

Shen Yijia rubbed her chin and looked at Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan looked back expressionlessly.

Shen Yijia blinked. Seeing that Mo Yuan did not react, she blinked again.

Mo Yuan asked, "Miss, do your eyes hurt?"

Shen Yijia cringed.

As expected, she was not Mo Yuan's real miss, so she could not communicate with Mo Yuan telepathically.

However, Song Jingchen asked with concern, "What happened to your eyes?"

Just now, he was thinking about something and did not notice Shen Yijia's expression.